Post by RazorDragoon on Sept 29, 2013 18:01:23 GMT
Name: Rasputin Popinski
Race: Half-Tajaran
Place of Birth: Uborous System, Sanctum
Date of Birth: 2504
Previous Professions: Delivery Boy, Scavenger-QM, Mercenary.
Appearance: |5’11”|Large Tajaran like ears|Pale skin| Greyish black hair|Bullet Wound on forehead| Green Eyes| Burns and scars all over body| Little bit of Fat compensated with muscle | Gelled back Hair | Smells like Old spice|
Background: Part 1: Sanctum 2511
Rasputin sat on the stone arch connecting two buildings overlooking the street, watched slave drivers on carts with slaves of all ages sitting sick, hungry, and dirty. They had the smell of vomit, blood, and fear. Rasputin was a delivery boy, they often brought packages and other materials around the city, arch’s were put in place for them to move across the roofs quickly without the meddling of authorities and slave drivers, they sometimes even brought Stilt walkers on special occasions. But, it happened to be different with Rasputin, at a surprisingly young age 7, he was one of the most skillful pilots in the city, he took to it like a bird flying, or a fish swimming. As the street cleared up he remembered to bring the Stilt Walker to the farms. Human farms. Most would notice a giant Stilt Walker behind themselves, but he was so used to the clanking and buzzing it was almost as if the things were a part of the normal street sounds, he began climbing in using springs inside of his boots that were made for reaching high places, delivery boy standard, of course. He began walking along the roofs and archways creating small clanks, as he approached the clock tower, he grabbed a stone pillar and walked across, Rasputin loved the winter sunset, he leaped onto another roof and he could hear China smashing. He saw a large field, there it was, the human farms, a perverts dream world. As he walked along he could see thousands of dorm buildings, he was never allowed into the actual ‘farm’, he began climbing out of the stilt walker in his usual place, but heard the cracking of Laser Shots, he quickly springed back in and ran to the laser shots. Rasputin stared into the scene, they were killing disobedient slaves, he ran in out of pure reflex with wheat cutters extended from the Stilt Walker and began mowing down the police officers. When he stared into the plethora of corpses and limbs, he ran out of impulse and fear, fear of the authorities, fear of the gore, fear of himself. He returned to the Stilt Walker drop off sighs and began desperately cleaning the blood off of the blades, he cut himself but continued on, he could hear the Human Farmers coming to pick up the Stilt Walkers, he climbed on to one of the arch’s and ran to his den. The next day, he woke up shaky from last night, he walked towards his Snow boots and walked outside, he stretched his back and grabbed a news paper. There was a wanted poster for the ‘Stilt Walker Murderer’, he felt sick in his stomach, they didn’t even have evidence, he was a master criminal. His life went on after that he was about 12 when they came to his Den, a group of scavengers, they wanted him as a Quarter Master, they needed someone who could handle crates and use mechs, the pay was good, he got housing, healso could forget about what happened 5 years ago, and not worry about every single Police Officer.
Part 2: The Lusty Lady 2516
Rasputin walked to his ‘office’ it was his first day, they recently left the surface of Sanctum and were traveling, to Mars to trade various metals. He stared at the two Cargo Techs given to him, one was about 18 and another was in his late 30’s. He straitened his back and said,” Quarter Master Rasputin Popinski, reporting in!” The Older man laughed at the boy, “Alright, let’s play this game, Zikmund Zarenhine, Cargo Technician sir!” The other man confused at why Zikmund was laughing said,” Uh… Charlie Northseed sir!’ “Alright, uh… can you guys teach me the ropes?” Rasputin shakily said, “Uh, well we don’t do much until we unload so just do whatever you want bro!” Exclaimed Charlie. The next day he walked to his office, the cargo techs didn’t happen to be there, he looked on the table and there was thing called a ‘headset’, he picked up and put it around his ear, he heard voices but, they weren’t from around him, he pressed a button on his headset and said,” Voices? Do you know where Charlie and Zikmund is?” He heard laughing, then a robotic voice saying,” Zikmund and Charlie is in the bar.” He never heard this kind of voice before, which startled him, but he walked to the bar regardless. The ship was small and compact, it didn’t take long for him to find the ‘bar’ which was nothing more than two tables,4 chairs, and a windoor connected with a drink machine. He sat on the table and interrupted Zikmund and Charlie’s conversation,” Uh, so what’s this voice machine do?” They burst into laughter, Charlie said,” It’s a headset, those voices are people it’s how we communicate, the robotic thing is an AI, it’s like a mini-god.” Zikmund sighed than began saying,” No you dolt, it’s a robotic machine that manages the station to make sure we don’t screw up.” Rasputin slowly backed away as they both began arguing and ranting. He spent 6 years in there he got used to the ship life style, he enjoyed his friends, besides their common ranting and arguing. He was going to be sent to Battle School, the captain thought it would be about time for this lazy boy to get his hands dirty, he was given a notice and was supposed to leave tomorrow with his luggage.Rasputin walked to the docking area, his friends and crew members waving goodbye behind a barrier setup by the docking guards, he walked past the interlocking airlocks, as the guards began picking up the barriers and rushing past him.
Part:3 The Battle School 2524 NOT FINISHED
He looked at a sign showing the rankings for battle school.
1: Cadet
2: Soldier
3: Platoon Leader
4: Army Captain
5: Instructor
He looked around, and saw at least ten ships docked, some had military signatures and one looked like they crudely painted a blotch to cover a pirate symbol. He lifted the sheet and stared at his number, Dorm 12-B. A man in a ceremonial military outfit was shouting,"All Cadet's who belong to 12-B! Go behind or in front or behind! Gah!" Rasputin jogged to the man and was the first one in line, he waited for about an hour until all of the other cadets. They walked along a blinking brown path which lead to a center elevator room, the man began typing in codes to open the elevator, he failed then moaned and tried again, which he succeeded in doing so. As they walked on the elevator they could see at least ten others moving up and down, stopping too. As they reached the top floor and stepped out of the elevator, the man in the uniform said,"Alright, i'm Cromwell, your teacher, now none of you! Will disobey orders! None of you will whine and cry, somehow i'll make a man out of you!" Some of the boy's snickered, some just continued slouching, only Rasputin and a few other cadet's straightened their backs and made an effort to show respect. Cromwell lead them to the dorms and taught them how to put on jumpsuits, he grabbed a wimpy boy who was roughly 15 years old and used his as an example. The next day they put on their jumpsuits and waited for Cromwell, to come in he looked at the boys and said,"Good,good... Alright let's go to the battle rooms." The boys groaned and one of them in the back part of the room said,"But we haven't had breakfast yet!" Cromwell paused for a moment, then walked to the other side of the room and brushed up against Rasputin, he then paused in front of the boy and smacked him with the back of his hand. He knocked the boy out cold, two cadet's picked him up and brought him to the infirmary, Rasputin and the remaining cadet's jogged behind Cromwell in to the battle room, they began putting on suits and helmets and weapons, that when hit by them it activates an electric shot if it hits another player's suit. Cromwell began coding a simulation while the cadet's were playing around, then the area began to shift and change materials growing in and out of the ground, then holographs of people wearing metal like cockroach armor appeared they were holding high-tech weapons.
Part 4: Moon Hunter’s 2542 NOT FINISHED
The Moon Hunter’s consisted of trained men, mainly Veterans and Mercenaries, they had a station orbiting Sol, it was built with reinforced plasteel that was approximately 2 meters deep to absorb the heat and dangers, it was a large station with more than enough to be a good HQ, Rasputin was assigned to a mech Pilot, they were called ‘Duster’s’ by the rest of the crew, because of their Green Duster Coats. They were mainly hired for security and scavenging missions on Terra, until The New Magnitka Wars. Rasputin often switched in and out of infantry and mech piloting, they were given Durand’s loaded with Pulse Rifles and Missiles, sometimes artillery cannons for destroying rebel bases, they drove ships that had mass drivers attached to the side for deployment near squads. They often were on the front lines taking ground or destroying bases, yet the harder the Moon Hunter’s tried the more losses appeared on the crew manifest, eventually the Moon Hunter’s were down to one ship, 3 mechs, and 12 soldiers, about then NanoTrasen came in and ended the war like nothing happened. It dissolved quickly. The station is still orbiting Sol as a derelict object.
Authors Notes: Uh… It isn’t lore checked yet so if someone could help with that it’d be awesome! Alright something fucked the page up now it looks fucked up sorry guys
Race: Half-Tajaran
Place of Birth: Uborous System, Sanctum
Date of Birth: 2504
Previous Professions: Delivery Boy, Scavenger-QM, Mercenary.
Appearance: |5’11”|Large Tajaran like ears|Pale skin| Greyish black hair|Bullet Wound on forehead| Green Eyes| Burns and scars all over body| Little bit of Fat compensated with muscle | Gelled back Hair | Smells like Old spice|
Background: Part 1: Sanctum 2511
Rasputin sat on the stone arch connecting two buildings overlooking the street, watched slave drivers on carts with slaves of all ages sitting sick, hungry, and dirty. They had the smell of vomit, blood, and fear. Rasputin was a delivery boy, they often brought packages and other materials around the city, arch’s were put in place for them to move across the roofs quickly without the meddling of authorities and slave drivers, they sometimes even brought Stilt walkers on special occasions. But, it happened to be different with Rasputin, at a surprisingly young age 7, he was one of the most skillful pilots in the city, he took to it like a bird flying, or a fish swimming. As the street cleared up he remembered to bring the Stilt Walker to the farms. Human farms. Most would notice a giant Stilt Walker behind themselves, but he was so used to the clanking and buzzing it was almost as if the things were a part of the normal street sounds, he began climbing in using springs inside of his boots that were made for reaching high places, delivery boy standard, of course. He began walking along the roofs and archways creating small clanks, as he approached the clock tower, he grabbed a stone pillar and walked across, Rasputin loved the winter sunset, he leaped onto another roof and he could hear China smashing. He saw a large field, there it was, the human farms, a perverts dream world. As he walked along he could see thousands of dorm buildings, he was never allowed into the actual ‘farm’, he began climbing out of the stilt walker in his usual place, but heard the cracking of Laser Shots, he quickly springed back in and ran to the laser shots. Rasputin stared into the scene, they were killing disobedient slaves, he ran in out of pure reflex with wheat cutters extended from the Stilt Walker and began mowing down the police officers. When he stared into the plethora of corpses and limbs, he ran out of impulse and fear, fear of the authorities, fear of the gore, fear of himself. He returned to the Stilt Walker drop off sighs and began desperately cleaning the blood off of the blades, he cut himself but continued on, he could hear the Human Farmers coming to pick up the Stilt Walkers, he climbed on to one of the arch’s and ran to his den. The next day, he woke up shaky from last night, he walked towards his Snow boots and walked outside, he stretched his back and grabbed a news paper. There was a wanted poster for the ‘Stilt Walker Murderer’, he felt sick in his stomach, they didn’t even have evidence, he was a master criminal. His life went on after that he was about 12 when they came to his Den, a group of scavengers, they wanted him as a Quarter Master, they needed someone who could handle crates and use mechs, the pay was good, he got housing, healso could forget about what happened 5 years ago, and not worry about every single Police Officer.
Part 2: The Lusty Lady 2516
Rasputin walked to his ‘office’ it was his first day, they recently left the surface of Sanctum and were traveling, to Mars to trade various metals. He stared at the two Cargo Techs given to him, one was about 18 and another was in his late 30’s. He straitened his back and said,” Quarter Master Rasputin Popinski, reporting in!” The Older man laughed at the boy, “Alright, let’s play this game, Zikmund Zarenhine, Cargo Technician sir!” The other man confused at why Zikmund was laughing said,” Uh… Charlie Northseed sir!’ “Alright, uh… can you guys teach me the ropes?” Rasputin shakily said, “Uh, well we don’t do much until we unload so just do whatever you want bro!” Exclaimed Charlie. The next day he walked to his office, the cargo techs didn’t happen to be there, he looked on the table and there was thing called a ‘headset’, he picked up and put it around his ear, he heard voices but, they weren’t from around him, he pressed a button on his headset and said,” Voices? Do you know where Charlie and Zikmund is?” He heard laughing, then a robotic voice saying,” Zikmund and Charlie is in the bar.” He never heard this kind of voice before, which startled him, but he walked to the bar regardless. The ship was small and compact, it didn’t take long for him to find the ‘bar’ which was nothing more than two tables,4 chairs, and a windoor connected with a drink machine. He sat on the table and interrupted Zikmund and Charlie’s conversation,” Uh, so what’s this voice machine do?” They burst into laughter, Charlie said,” It’s a headset, those voices are people it’s how we communicate, the robotic thing is an AI, it’s like a mini-god.” Zikmund sighed than began saying,” No you dolt, it’s a robotic machine that manages the station to make sure we don’t screw up.” Rasputin slowly backed away as they both began arguing and ranting. He spent 6 years in there he got used to the ship life style, he enjoyed his friends, besides their common ranting and arguing. He was going to be sent to Battle School, the captain thought it would be about time for this lazy boy to get his hands dirty, he was given a notice and was supposed to leave tomorrow with his luggage.Rasputin walked to the docking area, his friends and crew members waving goodbye behind a barrier setup by the docking guards, he walked past the interlocking airlocks, as the guards began picking up the barriers and rushing past him.
He looked at a sign showing the rankings for battle school.
1: Cadet
2: Soldier
3: Platoon Leader
4: Army Captain
5: Instructor
He looked around, and saw at least ten ships docked, some had military signatures and one looked like they crudely painted a blotch to cover a pirate symbol. He lifted the sheet and stared at his number, Dorm 12-B. A man in a ceremonial military outfit was shouting,"All Cadet's who belong to 12-B! Go behind or in front or behind! Gah!" Rasputin jogged to the man and was the first one in line, he waited for about an hour until all of the other cadets. They walked along a blinking brown path which lead to a center elevator room, the man began typing in codes to open the elevator, he failed then moaned and tried again, which he succeeded in doing so. As they walked on the elevator they could see at least ten others moving up and down, stopping too. As they reached the top floor and stepped out of the elevator, the man in the uniform said,"Alright, i'm Cromwell, your teacher, now none of you! Will disobey orders! None of you will whine and cry, somehow i'll make a man out of you!" Some of the boy's snickered, some just continued slouching, only Rasputin and a few other cadet's straightened their backs and made an effort to show respect. Cromwell lead them to the dorms and taught them how to put on jumpsuits, he grabbed a wimpy boy who was roughly 15 years old and used his as an example. The next day they put on their jumpsuits and waited for Cromwell, to come in he looked at the boys and said,"Good,good... Alright let's go to the battle rooms." The boys groaned and one of them in the back part of the room said,"But we haven't had breakfast yet!" Cromwell paused for a moment, then walked to the other side of the room and brushed up against Rasputin, he then paused in front of the boy and smacked him with the back of his hand. He knocked the boy out cold, two cadet's picked him up and brought him to the infirmary, Rasputin and the remaining cadet's jogged behind Cromwell in to the battle room, they began putting on suits and helmets and weapons, that when hit by them it activates an electric shot if it hits another player's suit. Cromwell began coding a simulation while the cadet's were playing around, then the area began to shift and change materials growing in and out of the ground, then holographs of people wearing metal like cockroach armor appeared they were holding high-tech weapons.
The Moon Hunter’s consisted of trained men, mainly Veterans and Mercenaries, they had a station orbiting Sol, it was built with reinforced plasteel that was approximately 2 meters deep to absorb the heat and dangers, it was a large station with more than enough to be a good HQ, Rasputin was assigned to a mech Pilot, they were called ‘Duster’s’ by the rest of the crew, because of their Green Duster Coats. They were mainly hired for security and scavenging missions on Terra, until The New Magnitka Wars. Rasputin often switched in and out of infantry and mech piloting, they were given Durand’s loaded with Pulse Rifles and Missiles, sometimes artillery cannons for destroying rebel bases, they drove ships that had mass drivers attached to the side for deployment near squads. They often were on the front lines taking ground or destroying bases, yet the harder the Moon Hunter’s tried the more losses appeared on the crew manifest, eventually the Moon Hunter’s were down to one ship, 3 mechs, and 12 soldiers, about then NanoTrasen came in and ended the war like nothing happened. It dissolved quickly. The station is still orbiting Sol as a derelict object.
Authors Notes: Uh… It isn’t lore checked yet so if someone could help with that it’d be awesome! Alright something fucked the page up now it looks fucked up sorry guys